Boom, suddenly the flames soared into the sky, the entire dense fog became explosives, most of the ring was blown up, and a mushroom cloud slowly rose into the air.

"Al." Ryan's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he clung to the railing.

This sudden explosion attracted everyone's attention, and the other duels in the ring also stopped, staring at the slowly smoking venue in disbelief, and many people silently mourned for the people in the mushroom cloud. The blackened smoke cloud once again covered the field, and the difference was that a figure could be vaguely seen standing straight in it.

"Wow."

"Bang Bang Bang"

"Phew~"

After a brief silence, the audience erupted in cheers, screams, whistles, and applause for the victors.

"These guys!" Ryan's red eyes swept over the audience, and an uncontrollable anger welled up in his heart, accompanied by a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Ah, Al won't die, he won't die." Ryan let out a low roar, repeated the words as if he were mad, and at once fell off the railing. He rolled over, bounced off the ground, and headed straight for the ring where Al was.

"It's still early." This was a somewhat weak voice that sounded suddenly, and Ryan stopped in a daze when he heard it, tears came out of the corners of his eyes uncontrollably, wasn't that Al's voice?

"Poof", blood burst out, and a scream accompanied by a flying arm appeared in the vanishing smoke and dust.

"How could you be okay?" Convarner's face turned pale, and he stared at Al as if he had seen a ghost.

"Ahem." Al looked quite embarrassed at this time, his clothes were charred and tattered, his body was also burned, and his face was as red as a monkey's ass as if he had been sitting by the fire for a day.

"Woo woo"

"Phew~"

The applause always belongs to the victors, and from the new stage, Al, who clearly has the upper hand, has received the warmest cheers and encouragement.

"Great, this guy," Ryan muttered, wiping tears from his eyes, "I knew he wouldn't die so easily." ”

"Interesting, interesting, I didn't expect this person to be a silverman." A special smile appeared on the young man's face with a crow perched on his shoulder, "There are very few silverwarlocks now. ”

On the field, although Al had no expression on his face, his heart was overturned, but fortunately he reacted quickly, otherwise there would really be only a pile of ashes left. Glancing at Ryan, who was standing there in a daze with red eyes, Al's heart was warm, it seemed that there were people besides the teacher who really cared about him.

Convana's face sank like water, ticking, and the bright red liquid on his shoulder continued to flow. If he hadn't reacted just now, it wouldn't have been a matter of losing a hand at this moment.

His left hand was pulled out of his bosom, and an arm-thick scroll was held horizontally in his hand. Convarna stared at Al fiercely, his face twisted together hideously, "Very good, very good, although I don't know how you dodged it, but this time you didn't have a chance." ”

Al still looked at the other party coldly, talking during the fight seemed to him to be extremely stupid, quietly solving the target was what he should do, the sentence just said, "It's still early" was just to reassure Ryan.

With a bang, the scroll shook open, and the one-meter-long shaft spread out at his feet, and Convarna moved the break on his shoulder above the scroll, allowing the blood to flow to the scroll.

The body is half-squatting, and the only hand is pressed on the scroll, and complex lines suddenly appear on the blank page, and the bright red patterns are eye-catching and stimulate everyone's nerves.

At the same time, Al also took out a homogeneous yellow spherical crystal, and made the same action, slapping the crystal on the ground, and the original characteristic mixed metal floor was blown up and shattered, revealing the earthy ground.

Almost simultaneously, violent energy fluctuations erupted on both sides, and a tall rock giant emerged from the mound of earth that had risen from the ground. The tall body was completely obscured in front of Al.

"Psychic, Bull Ghost." The black lines on the scroll in front of Convarna spread to the ground, and a strange rune suddenly enveloped most of the ground under Convana's feet.

The black light bloomed, and an equally tall figure appeared in front of him, with a low roar, and a deafening sound spread throughout the underground world.

The head of a bull, the body of an ape, the talons of an eagle, the tall body and the mud puppet are not too much. The burly body and exaggerated muscles prove that it has the strength to stand head-on with the rock giants.

"Oh, the old man's dirt puppet has finally been used." In a corner of the audience, a red dress, long fiery red hair drooped down like waves, and a delicate face showed a look of watching a show, isn't this Lena?

"Knock knock" The movement of the two tall non-humans running is definitely not small, although it is not earth-shattering, but it is also a sensation, and the ground rumbles and shakes.

"This is what I prepared to win the championship, but I didn't expect to use it in the first game. Is it your misfortune? Or is it my misfortune? ”

Looking at the chattering Convarner, Al shook his head in disappointment, and without saying a word, he spoke, "I respect your professionalism and spirit, but I didn't expect you to be frustrated once and then you couldn't accept it." ”

"You, what did you say? Trying to disturb my state of mind. Convarner didn't admit it at all, and in fact he had lost his cool heart by the time he said it.

"Cow ghost, tear down that stone lump."

The "Mu" bull ghost let out a low roar towards the sky, and the two eagle talons grabbed the dirt puppet's shoulders fiercely, and the sharp claws carved deep into the half-foot-deep, bringing up a piece of debris.

Peng, the clay puppet waved its pillar-like arm and smashed it the bull ghost's body.

"Whew." With a howl of pain, the ferocity of the bull ghost was stimulated, and regardless of the frantic scratching of the dirt puppet, a large area of rock debris fell, and the whole scene fell into chaos for a while.

"Interesting, psychic beasts, summoned beasts, what kind of bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods have appeared." In the audience, a middle-aged man with a burly figure and a peaceful face, but his every move revealed a faint majesty, said to himself, and then turned his head to talk to a person sitting next to him, "How is it, have you found that person?" ”

"Captain, not yet, most of the people have checked, there are three people in the Rose Hotel who have never been out of the room, there are also two people in the big casino whose whereabouts are mysterious and cannot be confirmed, there are five people in the Bliss Building who have booked a private room for a long time, and they have fun in it all day long, and they can't find out, and there is also one person who has not appeared in the gladiatorial arena."

"Well, the archbishop said that the most likely thing about that person is in the gladiatorial arena, and the rest of the place can be put a little bit, keep an eye on this side, and once the target appears, capture it at all costs."

"Yes, Captain."

The underground world is very lively at this time, but the world on the ground is not affected, just wandering the streets at sunrise and walking mercenaries, patrolling soldiers, and knights. The gates of Mercaine City were tightly closed, leaving only a small gate to pass through, and the intensity of the investigation of the flow of people could only be compared to the beans sifted through a sieve.

In a tall and magnificent cathedral in the middle of the city, two hundred knights in full gear stood guard here. Each of these knights wore cream-white armor, round shields, and held a three-foot green blade in his hand, and carried a crossbow on his back.

There was also a phalanx next to these knights, but not knights, but priests, with a cross on their chests and gold-trimmed priest robes, and a white saint quartz the size of a pigeon's egg hanging around their necks, and this was a full fifty priests who turned out to be middle-level priests.

On the battlefield, the priest is the knight's best companion, and the combination of knight and priest has always been the main force of war. Even stronger than a knight and a mage combo.

Of course, these manpower is not to protect the cathedral, but the manpower temporarily transferred for this pursuit operation, two hundred elites of the Holy Knights, as well as the chaplain of the regiment, two squadron leaders, one of whom has been exploring the underground world, as long as the target appears, the two captains should join forces inside, pursue the target at the same time, and clean up the underground world by the way.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the grace of God will once again descend on this continent, and the filth will be removed, and the alien race that has been dormant for thousands of years will finally face God's sanctions." An old man dressed in a white gold robe and a hat embroidered with a cross on his head, his old face was wrinkled, and the hazy and holy white light behind him could be faintly seen, which was holy, and only a high-ranking priest could behave like this.

"I have overdrawn my life to communicate with God, a filthy alien race lurking in the dirty underground world, this time, with the alien race as the mainstay, supplemented by cleanup, add another light to this beautiful world, and the light of God will eventually spread to the world."

"We will not shrink back from the splendor of God."

"We will not shrink back from the splendor of God."

"We will not shrink back from the splendor of God."

Two hundred knights, fifty priests, responded in unison, and for a moment the whole church seemed to hear their loyalty, and the accompanying exhilarating shouts actually buzzed and vibrated this, and countless points of light fell from the sky, enveloping the entire cathedral. The rendered church is more sacred and tall.

The cries of more than 200 faithful believers were not spread at all, as if they had been absorbed by this point of light, and what was even more incredible was that none of the pedestrians on the street could witness this miraculous sight.

In the bell tower at the top of the church, the old man who swept the floor and rang the bell still knelt on the ground, and the big bell that no one struck rang by itself. The old man who rang the bell crossed his hands over his shoulders with his face, closed his eyes, and began to pray.

Suddenly, he stopped, took out a golden Bible from his bosom, and stretched out his hand as if offering it.

The Bible is windless and automatic, and the golden words float in the air, flashing one by one and then disappearing, and then a blurry picture flashes by, when everything is calm again. Only then did the old man straighten up, bow to the Bible three times, and then put it away with great care.

"The torch of victory, has it appeared?"